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Wounded private parts

Date Written: September 24, 2017
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We are born in times of Herod, but never flee,

From Holy to sin mutation erupted in our mist,

Consumed by porn screen to scream in addiction cage,

We set our bodies free, let them hunt hormones.

 

We created a Universe in our nakedness,

Exposed twinkling stars,

Empty Souls.

 

A relationship with darkness

Lights off,

Incubus and succubus collided.

And He said, "Who told you that you were naked?

Genesis 3:11

 

Things we learn when our parents close Eyes praying for us are poisonous,

We kissed dead bodies sacking their venoms

Slowly we carry souls in our backs.

 

We are lost.

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